Zhao Rong didn't know where he got such courage from.

He couldn't even hold her hand steadily, and hadn't even got the black jade, but he dared to kiss Concubine Zhao Lingfei secretly.

But in the last second, the gentle shyness of the woman who lowered her head and the smiling face made Zhao Rong unable to control himself.

My heart is trembling.

Qingjun's bright smile, which had long been lost in his childhood, was now so close to him. How could he hold back?

So, Zhao Rong leaned forward without thinking and gently pressed his lips against Zhao Lingfei's smiling face.

How could he not kiss the woman with whom he wanted to grow old together?

It's a fair and open kiss. Anyway, the class hasn't started yet, and Mr. Yan and the senior brother haven't come yet.

Zhao Rong was confident and justified.

What?

There are many Fuyao Mansion students around, including Miss Ye from before. Are they looking at this side?

Sorry, he doesn’t care what these “single students” think or how interesting their expressions are.

Having a sword fairy lady really allows you to do whatever you want.

At this moment, when Zhao Rong's moist lips were imprinted on Zhao Lingfei's cheek, his mouth was full of "red rouge".

In the Four Seasons Hall, the low, buzzing voices of the students suddenly dropped to a lower level.

So gradually, within a few breaths, there was no sound at all.

Not long ago, some old students who entered the Four Seasons Hall from the back recognized Zhao Lingfei. Then, the news that the "lonely" senior sister Lingfei from Xiaoyao Mansion had also come to the Four Seasons Hall to attend classes spread among everyone during the noisy conversation just now.

From just now to the last second, many students of Fuyao Mansion gradually began to pretend nothing had happened, secretly glancing at Zhao Lingfei in the last row and the academy student who made them more and more surprised.

And at this moment, when Zhao Rong leaned over and left his mark on Zhao Lingfei's cheek.

The Four Seasons Hall was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

And rows of solidified "marble statues" appeared, some with their necks twisted, some with their heads stretched forward. Their expressions remained the same as in the previous second, but their eyes gradually widened and their gazes were staring straight ahead, reflecting the scene in the last row.

They were a man and a woman stuck together.

The woman's cheeks were shining with smile dimples, and there was a rare blush on her face, but the man stole her rouge.

Zhao Rong just tasted his wife’s smile briefly, and didn’t feel anything special. After all, it wasn’t a kiss, just a kiss on the cheek. He and Xiao Xiao had tasted each other’s smack countless times in bed before. At the beginning, he was the one who took the initiative, but in the end, the silly girl took the initiative and started to nibble on his head, making his saliva all over... and those two little canine teeth... hiss, why are this girl’s teeth so sharp...

Zhao Rong felt that Qingjun's skin was very good, warm and soft to the touch, and slightly sweet on the tip of his tongue - perhaps it was a psychological effect, the trembling in his heart gradually calmed down, and after being imprinted with his own unique mark, he felt at ease.

In fact, all this was just a short moment for Zhao Rong, but for the other students in Four Seasons Hall who witnessed this scene, it felt extremely long.

The students in the hall gradually reacted to what was happening before their eyes and their bodies began to relax.

Reactions varied.

Some students looked incredulous, some were shocked, and some were stunned, looking up and down at Senior Sister Ling Fei's "rumored husband" with wide eyes. Some students who had been reading books with their heads down only noticed the strange scene around them and looked around blankly...

Ye Lanzhi, who was standing not far from Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei, still found it hard to accept the scene just now, even though she had just digested the fact that Zhao Rong was the husband of Senior Sister Lingfei.

He, how dare he kiss, how could he kiss, how could he kiss... so many people.

She stared at Zhao Rong with complicated eyes, only to see that he was looking at Zhao Lingfei with an innocent expression, his bright eyes blinking, looking really like he was asking for a beating.

Senior Sister Lingfei has been motionless since she was kissed secretly. She has a smile on her red face, but her eyes are fixed on the book on the desk.

It seemed as if she was stunned by this unexpected kiss.

Concubine Zhao Ling sat in her seat, allowing Zhao Rong to bully her face.

When Zhao Rong straightened up and his lips left her hot cheek.

Concubine Zhao Ling remained dazed for a while.

There was no movement.

Zhao Rong, Ye Lanzhi, and all the students in the palace looked at her, waiting for her reaction.

But Concubine Zhao Ling still did not move.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt a little panicked when he saw this. He didn't know what his wife was thinking at the moment. He was afraid that she would suddenly attack him and smash his head.

Ye Lanzhi on the side had similar thoughts. According to Senior Sister Lingfei's personality, even if Zhao Ziyu was her husband, if he "bullied" someone in public like this, she should at least stare at him with her eyes wide open and her chest heaving...

Many other students in the other prefectures were wondering whether Senior Sister Ling Fei would kill this daring scoundrel with one sword...

At this moment, Concubine Zhao Ling finally moved.

Just see.

Her smile gradually faded.

Next second.

Concubine Zhao Ling slowly...lowered her head?

She seemed to be too shy to bear the gaze of everyone, and she lowered her head even more, almost burying it in her chest. Her expression could not be seen, only her hair piled up high and her slender neck covered with blush.

Then, Concubine Zhao Ling, who had lowered her head, raised her right hand and covered the cheek where Zhao Rong had left marks.

Everyone: ...

So, you just stood there motionless and smiling, were you trying to play dumb, pretending nothing happened and that no one else saw anything, trying to get away with it?

The students looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never expected this to be the result. It was almost obvious what the reaction of the usually arrogant and aloof Senior Sister Lingfei meant.

Hey, hey, this bastard scholar just molested you in public. Even though Taiqing Prefecture is relatively open about matters between men and women, but something like kissing in public, you... you should at least pretend to give him a punch.

Ye Lanzhi also sighed softly and looked at Zhao Lingfei, who was burying her head like an ostrich, with a worried look.

Senior sister, if you stay like this and do nothing, you will be bullied to death by him.

A feeling of deep sorrow and indignation began to spread among the male students in the hall, and many of them glared at Zhao Rong.

Seeing his wife being so shy and cute, Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and wanted to take some action. However, he realized that most of the other male students in the hall were staring at him.

Zhao Rong looked up and looked at them, smiled crookedly, and glanced around.

He suddenly licked his lips, which was a simple action at ordinary times, but it made many male students gasp.

They suddenly became anxious.

If looks could kill, Zhao Rong would have died a thousand times, but it's a pity that...

This is Taiqing Prefecture, and even flying is not allowed. Except for the law enforcement instructors, no students in the prefecture can fight unless they are on the competition platform.

Besides, although this bastard doesn't seem to have reached the Fuyao realm, he is a genuine academy student after all.

And... Senior Sister Lingfei is right next to them. She is a swordsman at the peak of the Haoran Realm, not to mention the mysterious natal flying sword. Which of the male students in the hall dares to go up to her?

The difference between the Haoran Realm and the Fuyao Realm is a world of difference. The former is the beginning of the true path of cultivation. It is estimated that even if they attack together, they cannot beat Senior Sister Lingfei alone.

Many people were very indignant.

The most dazzling and gifted girl among the four prefectures of Taiqing was actually won over by a little-known student from Linlu Academy, who was not even a scholar of the academy, but a student who had just been enrolled for less than a year!

And it is very likely the rumor that many people had scoffed at before...

I guess after this incident gets out, it will become something for both parties to expose each other's shortcomings, and it will be something that will be on their lips for a long time and will be very damaging.

Seeing that these students dared not speak out, Zhao Rong chuckled and was ready to ignore them and go to coax his wife. Although he couldn't help himself just now, it was indeed a bit excessive.

He just didn't expect that before he could react, Zhao Lingfei, who had been keeping her head down and silent, suddenly stood up. The next moment, she covered her face with one hand, held the book with the other... and ran away.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he stood up to chase after him, but in front of the Four Seasons Hall, Mr. Yan, as usual, arrived on time with a group of senior brothers to teach.

Zhao Rong stopped, thought for a moment, and shook his head.

He shrugged at Ye Lanzhi and the other students who had been paying attention to him, and sat down again to attend class as if nothing had happened.

The turmoil in Four Seasons Hall came to an end. Zhao Rong stood up with everyone else, performed the disciple etiquette, and started today's class.

In the next few days, Concubine Zhao Ling did not come to class.

Zhao Rong was a little depressed, but he also felt that what he did that day was indeed a little too much.

Qingjun is already willing to take the initiative to meet him, take classes with her, repair their relationship and coax her slowly. Just take it step by step. There's no need to be so anxious.

But Zhao Rong did not regret it. If he had the chance again, he would still choose to kiss her.

Sometimes we are irrational in relationships, let alone when we are in love.

Zhao Rong is not a saint.

Since it has been done and she has been scared away, well, I have to bear the consequences.

Zhao Rong sent love letters for several days regardless of weather conditions.

However, his life in Taiqing Mansion had also undergone some changes, due to the aftermath of that day when he secretly kissed Qingjun in public.

Zhao Rong was now attending classes at Four Seasons Hall. Not to mention those students from Fuyao Prefecture who often turned their heads to pay attention to him, the fact that he was the husband of Concubine Zhao Ling seemed to have spread slowly in a small circle over the past few days. From time to time, some unfamiliar students from Taiqing Prefecture would follow their companions to take a closer look at him, with different expressions in their eyes.

Zhao Rong responded to this calmly, as he had anticipated this before he came to the Four Prefectures of Taiqing.

Since you have chosen to be Concubine Zhao Lingfei's man, one day you will stand on the stage with her and be stared at by everyone. Now is just the beginning.

In the future, he will come into contact with more things about Concubine Zhao Lingfei, her life and private affairs, her circle of friends, the forces and connections behind her, as well as the secrets that Zhao Rong vaguely guessed might exist.

Qingjun is like a treasure, waiting for Zhao Rong to dig.

He was looking forward to it.

The bond between the two will only grow deeper, until... they are indistinguishable from each other.

…

This day.

After class at Four Seasons Hall, everyone dispersed.

Zhao Rong packed up his things and prepared to leave while chatting and laughing with Fan Yushu.

Just then, the eldest brother walked towards them with a smile.